From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 592 Four Kills
when! !

At the critical moment, Anthony raised his strong and powerful arms and blocked with the sculpting hammer in his hand.

The scarlet, translucent sword chopped down in front of Him almost instantly, and collided with the simple iron hammer, making a deafening sound.

Sparks flew and Anthony's face changed drastically.

A terrifying force suddenly hit him, and he felt a tingling and numbness in his palms, arms, and even upper body, while his whole body leaned back uncontrollably.

boom! !

Anthony felt a tightness in his chest and flew backwards.

With a whoosh, his body passed through a blurry afterimage and flew straight across the air. Before he could land, Anthony sensed the black-clad young man attacking him again.

The other person appeared in mid-air with a blank expression. Under his messy hair were a pair of cold silver-purple eyes.

The deep and brilliant eyes seemed to be flowing with mysterious vortices, staring at him indifferently.

It's like looking at a dead person!
At this moment, Anthony finally understood what the "Blood Colonel" felt at that time... Facing the "Red Sage" head-on would be an unimaginable pressure!

This pressure stems from the all-round crushing strength, as well as the frustration and helplessness of being unable to effectively counterattack.

The opponent is not only extremely fast, but also incredibly powerful. Even a simple sword strike can be quite deadly!

This requires that one must be 100% serious and vigilant in dealing with this, because if one is not careful, there will be no recovery...

Anthony knew very well that although his frontal combat capability was not bad, it was still slightly inferior to that of "Blood Colonel" Hermann.

But even Hermann couldn't hold out for long against the Red Sage, let alone himself.

The young man in black was silent. He teleported in front of Anthony and swung hundreds of swords in the blink of an eye. The scarlet sword curtain was blurred, and it made a sharp buzzing sound that made people's scalps numb.

Anthony's scalp suddenly went numb.

He found that his spiritual perception could not keep up with the opponent's attacks, and he could only rely on his fighting instinct to parry.

In an instant, the figures of the two people flashed in the air, dazzling flames continued to burst out, and terrifying crisp noises continued.

Ding!
Dangdang Dangdang! !
In less than ten seconds, Anthony withstood thousands of Gillan's swords. His sculpture hammer was covered with numerous scratches and gaps, almost scrapped, and his arms and upper body were completely numb, with cracks appearing on his skin...

Gilan's swordsmanship is mixed with mysterious rhythms, vibrating energy, and extremely destructive and decomposing invisible alchemy that Anthony cannot understand.

With the support of multiple forces, Anthony would suffer damage every time he took a sword.

After a brief but intense fight, he suddenly realized his own dire condition, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, with lingering fear in his heart.

when! !

After taking another sword attack, Anthony's mouth and nose were bleeding and his eyes were bloodshot.

The body flew backwards again.

During this process, Anthony's expression gradually became ferocious, and he roared:
"Bel! Andre! Why don't you help?!"

Of course the other two apostles who heard the cry for help did not dare to give up. They knew very well that if the "Stonemason" was defeated again, their situation would only get worse.

The Nightingale Belle took a deep breath, raised her hands, and gently folded them over her abdomen. She raised her chin slightly in the most elegant manner, opened her red lips, and sang beautifully:

"In the ancient days, the drums of war beat with the beat of the heart, and the anger burned with the blood..."

"Unrivaled power surges in the body of the June Warrior, and fearless courage shines on the hammer of the legendary craftsman..."

"The night of Toyalan will never block the flames of the forge, and the gray fog of the world will not block the brilliance of the carving. May art live forever, and may the name of Anthony Rorti be passed down to future generations."

This time, Belu did not try to interfere with Gillan, because Hermann's defeat clearly showed one thing -

Gilan's mental strength is so incredible that it can significantly weaken this force targeting consciousness and spirit.

Even if the two apostles, Belu and Ander, join forces, it is difficult to influence Gilan.

Therefore, Bellew chose to intervene in the battle in another way, which was to fully assist Anthony and provide him with strength gains.

Since you can't weaken your opponent, strengthen your teammates!
"Good idea."

Jilan glanced at the lady who was singing in the distance and made a faint comment.

As the apostle of "Miss Elegy" of April, "Nightingale" Belle inherited her most beautiful singing voice.

The tone, full of ancient charm and with a very infectious and inspiring melody, immediately influenced Anthony in the battle with an invisible force.

Bear! !

The legendary craftsman's face turned serious, and a flame that distorted his vision appeared all over his body. Even the broken forging hammer in his hand was as red as a branding iron, emitting an astonishing aura.

"Break it for me!!"

Anthony's eyes shone brightly, his face was full of anger, and he smashed the hammer with hatred, stirring up gray fog for several kilometers in radius with a huge momentum.

Rumbling--

This attack was far beyond the limits of what Anthony could exert, and the destructive power even made Gillan secretly admire it.

But as a veteran player, Jilan understands an eternal truth in the game, which is "high output is just for fun, but you have to aim high when fighting a BOSS."

Coincidentally, in this game dominated by him, Gillan, as the "BOSS", has a unique ability, which is called "script hanging".

hum-

Jilan's sword swinging motion paused, as if it was forcibly interrupted by some force. The next moment, the mighty force of the hammer swept over and submerged his body.

Anthony's eyes narrowed, and he, along with Belu and Ander, stared closely at the blurry energy storm, keeping a close eye on the condition of the "Red Sage".

The three of them were certain that even one of the strongest apostles, "King of the Trident" Agni, would not be able to survive if hit by this hammer!
But the next scene made them all change color.

The young man in black clothes was seen holding a sword in one hand, and walking out of the hammer storm leisurely in the air... His figure was twisting and turning at a high frequency and at an unobservable speed, dodging in a way that the three people could not understand.

He let the terrible storm sweep by, as if it couldn't hurt Him at all.

"How can this be?!"

Anthony was startled and his Adam's apple rolled.

Gilan's figure blurred, following a strange trajectory, passing through the storm and coming in front of the three people.

“‘Game’ is the art of making the impossible possible. I call it the ‘ninth art’ after literature, painting, music, dance, sculpture, architecture, drama and film.”

He was suspended in mid-air, looking down at the three people below with an indifferent gaze, and spoke calmly.

Jilan's clothes fluttered in the wind, and he held a scarlet sword diagonally in one hand. There was a dazzling colorful halo behind his head, and he looked like a god.

Instantly, a huge sense of oppression like the sky falling came over them, causing the three apostles to hold their breath.

Make the impossible possible?!

Isn't this equivalent to violating common sense, breaking rules, and reversing the law...

Can it be called art?!

Suddenly, the three art Sichens were filled with inexplicable anger because they believed that the "Red Sage" was insulting and blaspheming their beliefs and pursuits.

"Bel! Ander!"

At this moment, Anthony suppressed his shock and anger and shouted in a deep voice.

The other two apostles were in perfect harmony and took action immediately.

The song of the "Nightingale" rang out again, and Anthony's whole body began to emit flames, as if he was gathering strength.

The "Paper Bird" raised his hand and waved it. Countless pale paper birds emerged behind him, transforming into a giant hand that covered the sky and smashed down on Jilan's head.

Boom! !
Anthony knew that any one of them alone could not compete with the "Red Sage". Only by working together could they have a chance to defeat the opponent.

"Weeping Angel Guy."

At this time, Anthony murmured and played his trump card, which was also his proudest masterpiece - he raised the sculpting hammer and smashed it on the file in his other hand.

when! !

As sparks burst, a giant sculpture a hundred meters high appeared out of thin air in front of the three people.

The sculpture was gray and white, with wings on its back, and was an innocent girl in a dress with long curly hair, with her hands folded in a prayer position. Her face was sad, with tears falling, and her half-closed eyes were looking down at the young man in black clothes in mid-air.

hum-

Following the gaze of the Weeping Angel "Guy", an invisible force enveloped Gillan, causing his movements to become extremely slow. It was as if the air was filled with thick glue, sticking to his body and making it difficult to move.

"Hmm?" Jilan raised his eyebrows, as if surprised. "It can even block space and restrict my movement. Interesting."

But the power of the girl sculpture goes far beyond that.

Then he opened his mouth slightly and uttered a hollow voice:

"The world will mourn the passing of the Red Sage as much as it mourns the departure of Saint Omer."

As it spoke, the sculpture's clasped hands separated, and one hand was turned over and stretched out towards Jilan, as if saying goodbye.

hum-

Ji Lan was shocked to find that the invisible "Gangfeng" protective layer surrounding him actually disintegrated at this moment.

"Without the protection of alchemy, you are just a slightly more powerful apostle of the Shell Spiral."

Anthony said coldly.

After he finished speaking, his skin changed color, becoming as gray as a sculpture, looking hard and powerful.

At this moment, the giant hand made up of countless paper birds had fallen, smashing towards Jilan like covering the sky and the sun.

Jilan tried to activate "auto-dodge", but found that due to his own speed being severely limited, this ability was temporarily ineffective.

Just like in the game, when the character is restricted by DEBUFF, the "script hang" may not be able to avoid damage 100%.

There was a loud bang.

Jilan's figure was knocked down by a pale giant hand and fell on the ground made of gray fog, stirring up billowing fog dozens of meters high.

His life bar was also reset to zero at this moment.

Not only that, the number "998" displayed at the end actually dropped continuously and turned into "994" in the blink of an eye!
This means that with the tacit cooperation of Anthony, Belu and Ander who tried their best, Gillan died four times in an instant!
And the "Stonemason" Anthony did not waste this excellent opportunity to attack. He flashed and appeared above where Gillan fell. He roared, raised his hammer, and smashed it down angrily.

"Gilan Iros! Die!"

(End of this chapter)